Over Easy

They say an ostrich egg can withstand

herculean amounts of pressure... that you
can literally, figuratively tread heavily with
shoes, without socks, with laces as unraveled
as the way that I feel when you pull me into 
your arms and your warmth and your eyes. 

But if you were to take something as simple
or as "innocent" as a spoon, with a tap you 
can shatter the shell protecting what's inside. 
You can pretend that it's a holy union but 
at the end of the night you'll find yourself
worshipping pagan idols and Tom Collins. 

We talked about a world in which memories
of past lives competed with the present, 
but if that night was a gift I am unsure if
I want to return to sender or nestle it in 
the sweaty palm of my hand, the one tucked
into a feathered glove, when I pulled you into
my arms and my warmth and my eyes.